Chapter 1848 Princess, Don't Worry, Drink a Glass of Water First

Chapter 269 Don't worry, princess, drink a glass of water first

In this round, I am afraid that there is no room for reversal.

Yan Moli just didn't want to admit it, but the current situation didn't allow him to be conceited any longer.

"Withdraw!" He gritted his teeth and killed the two hidden guards with all his might before shouting loudly.

However, the current situation is no longer that he can retreat with a simple sentence.

Yan Moli's bodyguard was already covered in scars, but he was still entangled by the two of them, and he couldn't help saying: "Master, this subordinate...puh..."

However, just halfway through the conversation, because of distraction, a man's long sword went straight into his chest, and he lost his life.

It really is the end of the world.

Seeing this, Yan Moli's heart trembled, his left hand turned over suddenly, and a dart-shaped hidden weapon shot towards Mo Ling.

While Mo Ling was dodging, he tapped his toes and wanted to escape.

Mo Shanghua had been watching the battle, but now seeing Yan Moli trying to escape in vain, he rushed forward, Yan Moli was unprepared, and immediately received Mo Shanghua's sword.

Yan Moli subconsciously grabbed the hilt of the sword with one hand, and wanted to give Mo Shanghua a slap with his backhand. Unexpectedly, Yan Beicheng rushed out regardless of Mo Ling's dissuasion, and took Yan Moli's slap abruptly.

Yan Moli was injured, but he was still Yan Beicheng's opponent. The blood on his chest immediately stained the entire front of his chest red, and he fell directly into the battle. Fortunately, he didn't hit the knife edge, but was caught His men saved him.

And Yan Beicheng didn't care about Yan Moli at all at the moment, he held Mo Shanghua tightly with one hand, his black pupils covered by the cloak were full of distress.

Mo Shanghua recognized this person as Yan Beicheng with just one glance, and suddenly lost the strength to struggle, just as she relaxed, she suddenly thought of something, struggling to get out of Yan Beicheng's arms, "Yan Moli, hurry up, don't let me He ran away."

Hearing this, Mo Ling hurried over and said, "Princess, he ran away just now."

Yan Beicheng raised his eyes and glanced at the few Yan Moli who were still struggling in the battle situation, and said expressionlessly, "Let him go."

As he spoke, his eyes fell on Mo Shanghua again. Seeing the blood on her right arm, he frowned tightly. Without thinking about it, he picked her up horizontally, and carefully placed her on the horse's back. On top of that, he sat behind her, wrapped her in his arms, and said, "Mo Ling, you come and clean up the mess, be quick with your hands and feet, and don't leave anyone alive."

"The subordinate obeys."

"What are you doing?" Mo Shanghua half leaned against Yan Beicheng's arms, looking at him puzzled.

"Hurry up." Yan Beicheng ordered in a low voice, and then he freed one hand to lick the horse's buttocks, and the horse immediately raised its feet and galloped. Then he explained in a low voice: "Your wound needs to be treated. Liangcheng is ahead, I'll take you there first."

It was only then that Mo Shanghua remembered that she was injured. She glanced down at her bleeding right arm, tapped a few acupoints to stop the bleeding, and then rested her body completely in Yan Beicheng's arms.

It's just that she didn't sleep last night. Apart from rushing, she fought more, and she was very tired. After relaxing like this, her eyelids became more and more heavy, and her head would lightly nod from time to time because of sleepiness. .

In a daze, for some reason, she suddenly uttered a sentence in a very low voice, "Yan Beicheng, how could you not hesitate to expose your identity for me..."

At this time, her voice was extremely soft, completely different from the usual coldness and indifference. In Yan Beicheng's eyes, her heart seemed to melt.

He couldn't help but feel a little tenderness between his brows and eyes, and he kissed her hair lightly with his lowered eyes, and then he raised his eyes and continued on his way.

When he arrived in Liangcheng, he naturally lived in the post station as King Yu.

Until the wound on Mo Shanghua's body was healed and he was placed on the bed, he was still thinking about what Mo Shanghua said in a daze just now.

"Because you are the most important." After staring at Moshang Hua for a long time, he suddenly uttered a sentence very lightly and gently, and then couldn't help but kissed her fair and clean forehead again, only then was he satisfied Sleep next to her.

When Mo Shanghua woke up, it was already evening.

She looked at the empty room, and was about to get up when she accidentally pulled the wound.

Subconsciously raised and covered her right arm, she realized that the wound on her right arm had been bandaged, her clothes had been changed, and the place she was in was a completely unfamiliar place. place.

"Yan Beicheng." She hurriedly lifted the quilt, got out of bed, looked around the room, and called out loudly.

"Princess, are you awake? Slave Qin Lin, do you have any orders?" As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the figure of a man reflected outside the closed door.

Mo Shanghua felt more relieved, stepped forward and opened the door, and saw that it was Qin Lin outside, and said, "Qin Lin, we have arrived in Liangcheng? Yan, where is the prince, where is he now? "

Qin Lin never lied. Now that Mo Shanghua asked, he dragged out the whole thing, "My lord, he sent troops out, saying he was going to save General Mo and Xianxian Han."

Mo Shanghua's thin eyebrows frowned immediately, and a look of worry flashed across her eyes, "How many people did he bring, when did he go, and from which direction?"

"Princess, don't worry, drink a glass of water first." Qin Lin saw that Moshang Hua's lips were peeling, but he looked so anxious, so he hurriedly poured a glass of water, "My lord has brought two thousand people, and I will take you in the morning." After settling down, I hurried away, and the direction I walked seemed to be west. By the way, the prince specifically asked you to heal your wounds, and you are not allowed to leave the city until he comes back. "

Mo Shanghua took the tea, but didn't drink it right away, she murmured thoughtfully with lowered eyes. "West Lin... two thousand people... that's good."

Yan Moli asked her to go out that night, and Mo Shanghua told Yan Beicheng all the things that she ordered in the name of cooperation as early as after returning home. The series of actions of the two of them in the past few days were nothing more than scheming. And Yan Beicheng couldn't bear it before, he had been hiding his identity in order to confuse Yan Moli, and secondly, he wanted to see if the five hundred people were the role of the oriole.

When Yan Moli made his move ahead of time, Mo Shanghua had already guessed the movements of the five hundred people. Yan Moli didn't trust him so much that he didn't deploy all his men to Donglin. The rest must be afraid of Mo Shanghua's rebellion, so they were arranged in Donglin. Now, Yan Beicheng should be going to exterminate those five hundred people.

Two thousand people... was enough for Yan Moli to bear.

The thoughts in her head were almost organized, and Mo Shanghua took a few sips of tea, and after drinking some, she raised her head again, "By the way, there is still no news from Anzhou?"

Qin Lin shook his head, "You guessed right, but there is still no news."